Lena's parents had learned once with their first daughter. So when Effie had asked if she could go out with Nicolas, they had made sure Lena would go with them. She was in the room that she and Effie were sharing at the moment. Effie was throwing clothes out of her suitcase. "I swear," she said to Lena, "I can't find anything to wear…can I wear those jeans…you know your pants?" Lena turned around and stared at her sister. "You must be crazy…I love you, but I do not love you that much…those jeans are special…" Effie didn't want to take no for an answer. "Lena, you will be with me…I promise that I will not ruin them…" Lena was still staring at her. "Oh my gosh Lena, you can be such a loser." Lena got up from her bed and walked over to her sister's side of the room, picking up a black halter-top and a white linen skirt. She threw them on top of Effie's suitcase. "Look, this looks fine. Wear that. Or," Lena said as she picked up another halter-top, this time blue, and threw it on top of the others, "both of those shirts look beautiful on you."
Effie sighed and finally picked up the black top and the white skirt. I guess so…but can I borrow your wrap sandals?" Lena couldn't say no to that. "Yes…only because they match. Don't get used to it." Effie took her clothes and ran towards the bathroom. "Hey Lena, Nicolas will be here in a few minutes, I'll be a while. Can you go down and talk to him?" Lena didn't say anything, she headed to go downstairs. But before she left, she grabbed the jeans from under her bed, and started to pull them on. She could see the tear in them from a few days before. She must have done it when Stephen pulled her up. Luckily it wasn't a big tear, and it wasn't in a very noticeable place.
Lena wanted to spend time with the pants. She would be sending them off to Bee in several days. Slowly, she made her way downstairs. She turned back around and walked over to her bedside table, pulling out her grandfather's old shoes. She slipped them on and then ran back down stairs. Nicolas was already there sitting on the couch. He smiled when Lena came in. Lena smiled faintly back. "Hi." Nicolas raised his hand to shake hers. "Hi…those are some awesome jeans." Lena looked down and laughed. "Oh these old things…they haven't been washed…in I don't know…two years I think? Maybe it was last summer?" She could see Nicolas' face fade to a shade of white. Lena could hear Effie plodding down the stairs, and then she saw her face. Effie laughed at Nicolas.
Lena looked at her sister. Effie winked. "Ok…Lena you ready?" Lena nodded and gestured for her sister and Nicolas to walk out the door ahead of her.
I know! This is a very uneventful chapter. But I'm out of school in a week. Expect more!